There are foot steps coming toward the door. She's slightly afraid of what she'll see when the door opens. Angel wonders what's in store for her this ...ime. She plays with the purple collar around her neck, trying to adjust it, bouncing and flicking the red tag that reads "angel" on the front and "belongs to master" on the back. She feels a knot of anticipation form in her gut as the steps get louder and closer. Keys jingle, a lock clicks. The door knob twists, and it swings open on silent. I told him I was nervous but excited too and looking forward to seeing him. I told him to call when he got here and hubby would pick him up and bring him to our home.I got ready for my date and waited as hubby went to pick him up. Hubby was going to tell Gene that there were no rules, only that we were to enjoy ourselves and do anything we wanted.When they arrived Gene sat by me on the sofa and we all had a drink to relax a little. I didn’t know what to expect and was quite nervous when. Of course we knew we had that one afternoon of youth and no more. But the knowledge was not bitter, just as knowledge of death does not prevent you from enjoying life. The sun began to set, too soon it was over. Marion took my hand and said in a quiet voice, ‘It’s time to go in now, John.’ We walked onto the patio and approached the door. Believe me, death and what lies beyond hold no fear for me now. I walked through that door and felt my body sag and creak and moan as I became seventy-one. “Yes Sir” I sighed, and quickly did my makeup, using bright red “please may I suck your cock” lipstick. Settling my wig on my head I stood submissively before him and asked, “Please may I suck your cock now Sir?” Laughing, he replied, “Not quite yet, Princess” and grabbing my arm pulled me out of my apartment.I stumbled behind him on my heels as he dragged me down the stairs to the landing on the first floor. Pushing me to the floor, he kicked my legs open and stood between them, dropping his.